Fritz in his bed this morning,not quite ready to get up.He got a hold of the sports and entertainment sections of the paper i had left by the chair and ran off wiht them and ripped them up.He was just upstairs barking,possibly at the mailman.Fritz was outside watching Dad and i plant a couple of mums in the flower bed behind the gazebo.It got cold for him and he wanted in.i had a sandwich here a few minutes ago and Fritz sat straight up on the back of the chair begging for some.